As the leader of the Qilin Society, Nongyu, after a busy day, carried the files to an attic in the governor's house as usual.
She opened the door, looked at the thin back of the man in the room with the flickering candlelight, and sighed slightly without any trace.
"Master Shang, there is news from Qin State and Fusu."
"That's right." Mr. Shang squeezed his right hand and tightened the penholder, hesitating a little, "Fusu, how do you respond?"
"His Majesty, the First Emperor, ordered that the young master, Fusu, should not return to Xianyang without relatives. Fusu was extremely benevolent and filial, and abided by the late emperor's orders. He will guard the border for the Qin Dynasty for the rest of his life."
"..."
Mr. Shang was silent, put down his brush, and closed his eyes.
Nong Yu continued: "The second emperor issued an edict to appoint Fusu as the supervisor of the northern army to assist General Meng Tian in order to eradicate the evil problem for the empire."
"Hu You, Meng Tian, 300,000 Northern Army Corps. Humph, the world of Qin is about to fall apart, and the central government of the empire is plotting against the generals of the empire. They are short-sighted."
Naturally, Mr. Shang could see at a glance that the next war in the North would be fundamentally different from the previous wars in which the Central Plains countries resisted the plundering of nomadic aliens on the grasslands - as long as Fusu and Meng Tian could be eliminated, the central empire could pay
At any cost.
However, it is not accurate to say that it is from the center of the empire. Because of this unnatural plan, no one in the imperial court knows about it, and the executioners are all people in the dark.
"Sure enough, after Mr. Yu killed the Heavenly Realm, this organization that has been in existence for thousands of years has become a withered tomb. Zhao Gao is just a withered bone in the tomb."
Nongyu looked at Mr. Shang's profile, his eyes undulating like water.
Nong Yu has known Mr. Shang in front of him for twenty years.
The aloof Qin Wangzheng and the coercive First Emperor of the world, even though he is now a "dead man", he still calmly and clearly understands the stakes of the situation.
As for his own son Fusu, who was born in the center of the whirlpool, he seemed to be too rational.
In the ensuing war, Fusu died and Meng Tian died. This worst outcome is not impossible.
If he had told Lu Yan to keep an eye on him, with Lu Yan's current ability, it would not be difficult to save Fusu.
But he didn't say a word about it.
As a father, can you really treat your son like this?
An emperor is a loner. A faint king, a tyrant, a wise king, a benevolent king, no matter what kind of emperor he is, he seems to be unable to escape.
"Mr. Shang, if it is necessary on Fusu's side, the Qilin Association can also——"
"No need."
Mr. Shang interrupted Nong Yu, looked sideways, and commented: "Compared with Qin Ji back then, your growth has been earth-shaking. However, there is one thing. There is still a huge gap between you and your husband."
"Um?"
"Humans, in addition to people in nature, are also people in social relationships. Sir, when talking to me, it was Ying Zheng first, and then Qin Zheng. And you,..."
Needless to say, Nong Yu fully understood what he meant.
Speculating on the emperor's intentions and meddling in the emperor's family affairs is enough to be executed.
Imagine how the newly reborn Great Qin Empire would deal with these people headed by Nong Yu after the world was reunited.
No emperor would foolishly believe in the loyalty of people's hearts. But Ying Zheng had put his own life and that of the empire in Lu Yan's hands countless times.
This seems contradictory, but actually -
"Yes, my husband is a foreigner, but Nongyu is a commoner after all."
Nongyu smiled bitterly and stopped talking.
If one were to speculate on Lu Yan with the utmost malice, then Ying Zheng would probably have trouble sleeping and eating every day.
But after so many years, he already knew that Lu Yan did not belong to this world after all, and the latter did not care about worldly power.
As Lu Yan's realm rises, the vast universe beyond the earth, the Nine Heavens Xuannv in myths and legends, and the unimaginable splendor of the future are gradually entering his field of vision. In this way, Lu Yan will no longer be attached to the meager power in this world.
.
Ten days ago, Lu Yan sensed a strange movement in Lingnan, leaving behind a group of relatives and friends gathering for a banquet, and flew away alone with his sword.
Everyone is a clever and thoughtful person, and everyone has noticed that although Lu Yan will still be by his side, he already feels like he has abandoned the world.
Perhaps, these people are the last obstacle to Lu Yan's stay in the world.
Talk about Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here.
Nong Yu suddenly felt something in her heart and noticed the aura of the Changhong Sword, and flew out in surprise.
Sure enough, a meteor fell to the ground, and Lu Yan landed in the courtyard.
"Huh, it's okay. I said I'd be back in ten days, so I'm not late."
Lu Yan put away the Changhong Sword, waved to Nong Yu and smiled.
"Humph, it will be too late in another moment. Husband, please keep your promise, otherwise I will punish you."
Nongyu's pretty face was filled with anger. She jumped up to Lu Yan and scolded him, a smile appearing on her lips unconsciously.
Lu Yan stretched out his arms, took his wife into his arms, and tapped her forehead with his lips, "Humph, I just keep my word."
"Sir is back."
Lu Yan immediately raised his head when he heard the sound. Mr. Shang was standing outside the attic door.
"The Lingnan incident will have results."
Xiang Yu is dead, and hundreds of thousands of demon troops have been controlled by Lu Yan.
Yan Lingji is rectifying the military and civilians of Minzhong County. She will then lead these large troops, which are mixed with Central Plains and Vietnamese people, to support the new Qin State and officially start the national integration of South Vietnam and Central Plains.
A new era is coming.
Lu Yan told all these situations. When he mentioned Yan Lingji, Mr. Shang also recalled the thrilling night in the capital of South Korea when he was twenty years old.
"The Queen of Baiyue, it turns out that she is Yan Lingji back then. With the guidance of my husband, it is no wonder that she has such a long-term vision and a deep understanding of the culture of the Central Plains.
And sir, you were imagining the integration of South Vietnam and the Central Plains more than 20 years ago. It really amazes me."
"Haha, don't flatter me. All my plans and layouts are on the lower reaches of the river of time. In fact, they are not that magical."
Lu Yan sighed humbly, his smile a little forced.
He knows the process of history, and it is no big deal to do this. On the contrary, the people of the world will pay hundreds of thousands or even millions of sacrifices for this process that he leads.
There is nothing praiseworthy about this.
Nong Yu could see Lu Yan's fatigue, so he intervened in time, "So, Lingnan has nothing to worry about. Now that the empire has sent Li Xin to lead troops to attack the Qilin Society, I am worried about how to deal with it. You two
What do you think?"
Li Xin is also one of Ying Zheng's favorite generals. He is still in the dark, thinking that Qilin will be the murderer of Ying Zheng, and is about to kill Nong Yu with grief and anger.
This battle is not easy to fight.
Li Xin commanded an elite army full of hatred. But Nong Yu didn't want to kill this army completely. Once the war started, it was too difficult to control the proportion.
"Li Xin? Otherwise, you can come forward in person..."
Lu Yan also agreed with Nong Yu's meaning and looked sideways at Mr. Shang.
Can the Qilin Society kill Li Xin and destroy this team? Yes.
But, it’s not worth it, these are our own people in the future.
The new Qin State also needed generals like Li Xin and these elite soldiers.
"..."
Mr. Shang pondered for a moment and then decided, "Okay, then I will personally go and convince Li Xin."